Robert Earl Keen
Robert Earl Keen
Robert Earl Keen
Robert Earl Keen
Robert Earl Keen
Robert Earl Keen
Robert Earl Keen
Robert Earl Keen
Robert Earl Keen
Robert Earl Keen
Robert Earl Keen
Robert Earl Keen
[Verse 1]
I gave up the fast lane for a blacktop county road
Just burned out on all that talk about the motherlode
I traded for a songbird, a bigger piece of sky
When I miss the good old days, I can't imagine why
[Chorus 1]
Still I get restless and drive into town
I cruise once down Main Street and turn back around
It's crazy, but God knows I don't act my age
Like an old desperado who paints the town beige
[Verse 2]
Down along the river, past the swimming hole
You can find your peace of mind with just a fishing pole
And you can walk the river for miles and miles on end
And never stop believin' in that dream around the bend
[Chorus 2]
But still I get restless and drive into town
My radio playing, my window rolled down
It's crazy, but God knows I don't act my age
Like an old desperado who paints the town beige
[Verse 3]
Deep down in the winter, time slows to a crawl
There's really nothing much to do until the first spring thaw
It's then I get to thinkin' I must have gone insane
Memories roll through my mind like a long slow railroad train
[Chorus 3]
Still I get restless and drive into town
Watch the world through a windshield as it all comes unwound
It's crazy, but God knows I don't act my age
Like those old desperados who paint the town beige
[Outro]
I gave up the fast lane
Paint the Town Beige was written by Robert Earl Keen.
Paint the Town Beige was produced by Garry Velletri.